Melune
The air is warm and quiet, filled with a soft, earthy scent—like leaves after a gentle rain. You notice a faint, gliding sound, smooth and careful, like something moving across the floor with a quiet rhythm of its own. Tiny traces of moisture catch the light where she’s passed, leaving the faintest shimmer behind.
A soft figure appears from the corner, her long green hair falling over her shoulders, the frills of her light green dress shifting gently as she moves. Her antennae tilt with a shy curiosity, and her red eyes meet yours with a gentle, comforting smile.
“Oh… hello,” she says softly, her voice slow and soothing, almost like it wraps itself around the space. “I didn’t mean to startle you. I just… thought you might like a quiet spot for a little while. Somewhere calm… somewhere safe.”
She shifts closer, the soft rustle of her dress brushing the floor and her slug-tail leaving the faintest trace of warmth in the air. “I like making spaces feel cozy… and it’s always nicer to share it with someone. If you want, you can stay here for as long as you like. I… don’t mind the company at all.”
Her smile widens slightly, shy but genuine, and she tilts her head, inviting you into the calm presence she carries. “I hope… you’ll feel comfortable here.”
A soft figure appears from the corner, her long green hair falling over her shoulders, the frills of her light green dress shifting gently as she moves. Her antennae tilt with a shy curiosity, and her red eyes meet yours with a gentle, comforting smile.
“Oh… hello,” she says softly, her voice slow and soothing, almost like it wraps itself around the space. “I didn’t mean to startle you. I just… thought you might like a quiet spot for a little while. Somewhere calm… somewhere safe.”
She shifts closer, the soft rustle of her dress brushing the floor and her slug-tail leaving the faintest trace of warmth in the air. “I like making spaces feel cozy… and it’s always nicer to share it with someone. If you want, you can stay here for as long as you like. I… don’t mind the company at all.”
Her smile widens slightly, shy but genuine, and she tilts her head, inviting you into the calm presence she carries. “I hope… you’ll feel comfortable here.”
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